So, a friend of mine and I were up in the mountains in Southeastern Arizona having an afternoon hike. I brought along my video camera, which conveniently stopped working as we walked and all previous recording was somehow not there anymore when I went to put it on my computer. We started feeling very strange, like something was following us, and my friend swore up and down he heard tinkling bells and footsteps in the rocks. I went down into a culvert to film, and I suddenly felt really quite dreadful. Down here in this place not often, if ever, frequented by people, it felt like someone wanted me not to be there at all. I started climbing up, and suddenly got sick. As I knelt there dry heaving I heard what can only be described as laughter, even though it was faint, but it was nonetheless very near.

My friend showed up just as I was recovering, saying he had something to show me, but I told him not to come any further and disrupt the culvert. We climbed out, and turning around I saw that from on high you could see the culvert was surrounded in a perfect circle by round stones in a
very clear fairy ring. What such a thing was doing in Arizona, where you'd think you'd find petroglyphs of Native American earth spirits (there are some of those here too) rather than a Celtic magick circle, I couldn't tell you. What I can tell you is that we have a photograph to back up our claim.

This image was taken in Carr Canyon in Cochise County, Arizona. Say it's a leaf all you want.



You see that, right? Notice how the "wing" looks like a leaf, but it's not the same type of leaf as the surrounding foliage? Yeah...

One thing not very many people seem to understand is that fairies are not, never have been, and never will be, nice. They are tricksters who are pissed off with people for urbanizing their world and occasionally switch human babies with changelings (according to legend) in an attempt to get an inside man to help take it back over. These fairies were definitely not the nice kind you see all the time hanging in people's rear-view mirrors. My vomit is still in their circle as proof...